buried alive...

i haven't dug shit up but the feel of u outta my heart... chasin ur tone jus wasn't the same as back before we had to part... seems makin luv to u only did me the fuck in... so i broke out the hatchet n killed the remains of u within... it was beautiful to say the least... premeditated spring cleaning slaughterin my feast... to rid my head of the thoughts that carry ur face... as it was about damn time bcuz there's always an other with a better taste... u see, u truly ain't shit as i dragged u across my mind... as a moment in time wound up a moment of silence i can not lie... i liftin myself up from my knees so peace rectified what wanted to be violent... u as the one is a joke as ur no longer the tyrant... n i ain't feelin any type of way... i'm jus scrappin away the tears left behind that somehow decayed... for the shovel flattened the grave in the yard we shared... jus to remind u it was the last place i actually fuckin cared... as my feet walked out n left my life somewhere to be found... i wound up within myself feelin happy with the tongue in my own mouth... without u i'm still livin for i neva thought it could be... i reset my levels n came back to me... smilin n breathin jus fine might i add... n not once have i ever told u to kiss my azz... bcuz what u failed to realize is a friend i was til the end... evicted as a forgotten image that drifted into a past tense... dead to the nerve endings cut from the core... preventin u from returnin for even more... lost as i wouldn't even know how to find ur grave... there is no tombstone that shows ur name...